Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.
Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.
Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.
The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.
This is Ninpocho Chronicles.
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Kogami Ayumu said:
Samsara Saito said:
Samsara Saito said:Changing Abilities
(previous list approved here)
0. Shinobi 101: Projectile to Genjutsu DC (original approval on 12/13/17 here) -----> Thrown to Ninjutsu Acc
0. Branch Ability: None ----> Journeyman
1. Jutsu Mastery -----> Weapon Mastery: Thrown (pending approval of recent purchases made here)
BOOM.
As the sun just finished setting behind the high mountains surrounding Kumogakure, suddenly the Blazing Sprit Dojo began to shake intensely like in an earthquake, the momentary violence accompanied by the sound of an explosion somewhere in the forest relatively closeby. The mushroom cloud, black against even the darkness of the night sky due to the release of shadow chakra as opposed to fire, hung high in the air above the forest clearing where the building stood. Saito didn't expect the jutsu to do that... and stood back with jaw agape, panting after the use of such energy, amazed at the size of it. Fortunately the boy thought ahead to train in a large, rocky clearing in the middle of the woods as destroying a chunk of the Ancient Forest constituted no part of his plan to develop his Explosion style, so no collateral damage occurred beyond inanimate stone ground reduced to powdered dust. Still though, the boy would never have thought he was capable of such an event.
"Your ability to transpose jutsu into shadow has improved greatly over the course of our training, Saito-kun," Grandfather Copycat commented, watching the boy's technique from some steps behind him. Taking time to reflect upon their time together since reuniting in the Land of Tea, the elder spirit had to admit to himself that the boy had improved. Saito was never exactly hopeless -- the Samsara blood flowed through him as intensely as it did in past generations, perhaps moreso. But comparing his skill level then to his present growth would be like comparing a light breeze to a raging tempest. The child had learned to tap into his advanced affinity, and he'd definitely learned power. Now he needed to learn how to concentrate it so that its intensity could be moderated. The old spirit chuckled to itself as it looked up at the slowly dispersing cloud of violence. It wouldn't be long before his mortal sensei, not far away at the Blazing Spirit Dojo, would come to investigate the unexpected carnage.
Looking at his many times great-grandson with a certain degree of fondness, the Elder Samsara wondered how long it would be until Tatsuo suggested the Chuunin exam. The boy was late afterall, his last-minute switch to medical study delaying him a touch. Still though, he'd be one of the youngest in attendance; while an 11 year old taking the Chuunins wasn't unheard of, it was still relatively rare. Grandfather Copycat kept clear of the relationship between the child and his Jounin master, not wanting to interfere with what had clearly become an important bond for both of them, and also left the topic of the Chuunin exam for Tatsuo to raise. It would likely not be much longer though. The old spirit chuckled to himself, his senses picking up on the young Senju Archsage dashing from the dojo to the clearing at all speed, likely some kind of concerned. Somehow, he suspected that this particular evening still held more interesting events to behold.
"You're not done yet, Saito-kun. Prepare yourself."
2. Elementalist -----> Weapon Mastery: Unarmed (pending approval of recent purchases made here)
3. Willpower -----> Physical Style: Unarmed (pending approval of recent purchases made here)
4. Stalker ----> Chakra Style: Fire
Saito's happy smile slowly diminished in size until it disappeared completely as the tone of the lesson began on a very serious note. It made sense, to take the work very seriously, as he would ultimately be responsible for the lives of his fellow ninja and his teammates. He didn't want to be a monkey with a saw and a knife -- though an image of Koto, Tatsuo's new monkey summon, with a big saw in one hand and a butcher knife in the other made him flash a quick, amused smile in that moment. He nodded to her in understanding of that point, having considered it and decided to work toward meeting the higher standard his new sensei demanded. Then she said she would test his understanding from a medical standpoint, and from there she would determine how long he would stay a mednin in training. She handed him one of the books in a nearby stack -- and looking at it, the boy lets off another grin, this one of recognition. The monastery where he was raised near the Eye of Raiden had this book in its small library, and the young boy had read many parts of the large volume. He hadn't read it all, he knew, but he'd at least read enough to answer some questions -- and hopefully be able to find the answers to questions he didn't know quite yet.
With the book sitting in his lap, Kahako-sensei started throwing questions at him. Saito listened and, while he thought he knew some answers, he certainly didn't know all of them sitting there without any training. There's no way she can expect me to know what a direct perito... or a field thora... hmm. The "test" didn't make much sense, until the last thing she said. "Don't worry about what all these things are, this knowledge will come with time. I'm just interested in the surface answer." Meaning, if she didn't expect him to know the answers... she likely tested his ability to be able to find the answers. The book in his lap would likely provide all he needed to know, if only he could find it. He knew how to search in the book, having used it before, though he was rusty. An interesting challenge!
He remembered a medical description of the body from before, and he remembered the body's directionals from previous study. "Building upward, the human body is a collection of trillions of cells that come together and form tissues, the tissues themselves come together and form organs, and then organs come together and form organ systems. The organ systems then work together to create and maintain homeostasis." He stood from his chair, putting the big book down where he was sitting previously, and pointed to different parts of himself, reciting the anatomical position relative to where he pointed on himself. "Anterior, posterior, superior, inferior, lateral, medial, proximal, and distal. Superficial, being closer to the surface of the body, and deep, being farther from the surface. So if someone had an upper arm wound with a brachial artery bleeding, I would say the wound is either proximal or distal..." He wasn't so sure if that answered her question but she said to give his best answers and so he did, taking a seat again and flipping through the book as needed -- which was often. "An abdomen wound... the abdomen is divided into nine quadrants, I could tell you the specific quadrant the wound is in..." A direct periton... peritoneal lavage? He had to look that up... and what a thoracotomy and aortic cross-clamping were. He frowned as he worked through the definitions, comparing their function, and... looked up with a very confused expression -- confused, but with a very determined frown. "From what I can tell, you only need to do a direct peritoneal lavage if you suspect internal bleeding... so I suppose I would have to tell you that I suspect internal bleeding?" He had no idea if that made any sense, but he found himself enjoying the moment nonetheless, and quite interested in her response.
5. Duelist ----> Quickdraw
6. Defensive Technique ----> Technical Pacifist
7. Concentrated Focus ----> Called Shot
Saito's expression remained unchanged even as Kahako blushed a bit after being called "sensei," focused on the book while inwardly flicking away a mote of insecurity that questioned whether he did anything wrong. That could've meant anything, and Kahako-sensei seems to be the type to not hold back if she feels I'm incorrect. He didn't let those nagging thoughts stop him from digging through the book, and when his new teacher told him that his answer was correct he flashed a brief smile as he mentally kicked any latent anxieties to the curb. It's important to be careful, but not let it consume me...
Though it would appear that all of the previous questions functioned as only the setup to the last part of the test she gave him. When asked to use what he knew to give his own presentation based on an example in the book, he recognized that Kahako-sensei just handed him the real challenge. Not that he could screw it up really... again, he had to remind himself, she only expects your best effort. I can certainly give that! The 11-year old Genin reviewed the case study, a man named Miyaka Anzo who had made an appointment with a doctor of the Aesculapium with complaints of lethargy. The boy didn't think lethargy was a big deal... but as he dug into the case, he found that the matter was far more complex than simply being tired all the time. Asking the right questions to the patient, coming to the correct conclusions with the answers given, and then formulating that into an oral presentation would be a challenge for even an experienced medical student. The boy's frown solidified as he read, and read, and read... and after a few minutes' time, he looked up from the book and silently thought his words through for a moment. Chewing on how to boil all of that down to as brief and descriptive a statement as possible, in the order laid out in the book. The boy's thoughtful expression looked right at home on his usually buoyantly happy face; he appeared to be as much of a thinker as he was a doer. Finally his gaze reconnected with that of Kahako's, and he cleared his throat. I'm about as ready as I can be... so here goes nothing!
"Miyaka-san is a 62 year old male with a history of mild hypertension, whose chief complaint is low endurance and lethargy even after light activity, symptoms that started three months ago. Patient came in today because of the combination of a self-administered test that resulted positive for the presence of blood in his stool and the loss of fifteen pounds without effort or diet. Patient is on no medications, and reports no allergies. The vitals are: blood pressure, 132/74 mmHg; temperature of 98.8; pulse is 94 and regular; respiration is 16 and regular. A CEA test for GI malignancy showed carcinomas at 36 ng/ml, despite Miyaka-san being a non-smoker. The physical examination is non-contributory except for a slightly enlarged liver with no tenderness, and a slightly enlarged prostate with no nodularity. ROS is as previously mentioned in the HPI. In sum, patient shows signs of iron deficiency indicative of anemia, symptomatic of colon cancer. Plans are for a confirmatory colonoscopy followed by a partial colectomy and follow-up labwork as required."
Finished, his eyes remained on Kahako, wondering what she thought of his amateurish presentation. This was only the jumping off point! The serious expression warred a touch with a small smile. After this, the real study would begin! One day, I'll be sitting where she is, teaching some student this stuff... just like she likely sat here learning from her sensei once upon a time!<i></i>
8. Initiative (unchanged)
9: Combo Master (unchanged)
10. KINJUTSU
11. KINJUTSU
12. KINJUTSU
Samsara Saito said:
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